Chapter 921 Wise Decision
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Shangjing City, No. 27 Ziyuan Road, here is the largest gymnasium for Pan-Asian cooperation. It is said that when the war broke out, a grand football match was being held here, so there were faintly visible skeletons stripped of flesh and blood and corroded Coke cans on the seats around the circular arena.
Directly below the gymnasium is shelter 022, but this shelter has long been abandoned. What brought it to light again was the most pragmatic and diligent sect of gravekeepers in the Twilight Church. Although they are believers, they are never bound by the teachings and pursue absolute efficiency. Orthodox denominations are divided.
"Sometimes, I think the name of gravedigger is more suitable for us than gravekeeper." Lu Minghui took a flashlight, looked around, and followed the lines of blood stains on the wall that had been oxidized for many years. Said thoughtfully.
"Your statement is very vivid." The man smiled and said in a relaxed tone, "but I will not agree with your proposal at the meeting. No matter what era it is, digging ancestors' graves is not a popular profession."
"Come on, I'm just talking."
Walking in the dilapidated subway, behind the two of them was a team of two-headed oxen carrying goods. These hard-working animals are one of the few gentle aliens in the wasteland, easily tamed, and able to cross terrain that vehicles cannot. And because the accumulation of toxins in the body is less, if the taste of chewing sand is not considered, they are also one of the few sources of meat in the wasteland.
More than a dozen soldiers in winter clothing walked around the consignment team, scanning the shadows in the corner with vigilant eyes, alerting to possible zombies, alien species, or predators. Although it is the usual path, no one dares to take it lightly. Survivors who capsized in the gutter because of paralysis, even if you use all the fingers of the living people, you can't count them, and there are many powerful solo travelers among them.
Soon, they arrived at their destination - Shangjing Gymnasium Station.
After crossing the demolished ticket gate, a group of people drove the two-headed bull to the exit, and went straight to the second basement floor of the gymnasium. This is the stronghold of the Tomb Keeper Sect, and nearly ten thousand people live here. The center of the stadium has been transformed into a large plantation, and the transparent graphene shield can block the snow and let the sunlight pass through. The mutated fruit growing on the green field is the source of food for this underground "city".
Two sentries at the gate stepped forward, and after confirming Lu Minghui's identity, they immediately retreated two steps to salute.
Lu Minghui nodded, stepped through the door, and continued to walk forward. The man behind him stayed and led the pack team to another direction.
When they came to a place like a cowshed, a man with a big belly stepped forward,
Rubbing his swollen eyes, he took out a tablet from his pocket. As a warehouse manager, his daily job is to count the materials that are transported into the base.
"Hey, fat man, are you on duty today?"
"That's right, this damn weather, my nose is almost freezing..."
He muttered and walked forward, and opened the leather button of a package, his hands froze immediately.
"This! This is!" The man named Fatty was shocked, and his small eyes, narrowed into two slits, opened wide, like two mung beans.
"A whole container of cocoa beans, I don't know how many tons...It's amazing, isn't it? Until a few days ago, I thought that this kind of thing had been extinct from the earth." The man lit a stick for himself Poor-quality cigarettes, I was afraid of the bulging package on the back of the two-headed cow, "Pack them separately, transport them into the warehouse and store them well, remember to keep them dry, that's it."
The fat man nodded quickly and called the staff to unload the cocoa beans. Just put it in a pot and bake it, then add sugar and boil continuously to extract the cocoa liquid of the toon. With a little processing, it can be made into cocoa powder or chocolate.
No matter what kind of thing is made, it is a luxury that is in short supply in the wasteland, because it is easy to store, and can even be used as currency like canned food!
And because of their high calorie content, they are worth a lot more than cans of equal weight!
If you have to convert it into sub-crystals, I'm afraid you have to use millions of units.
On the other side, Lu Minghui, who had walked deep into the basement of the gymnasium, stopped, pulled out the data cable from the EP, and connected it to the jack next to the door. After reading the text on the screen and passing the safety verification, a straight gap was opened on the flat concrete wall, allowing a passage to both sides.
Putting away the EP, he stepped forward and walked into the passage.
As he walked forward, the cold lights in the corners of the corridor lit up one after another, dispelling the darkness in the corridor. Stopping in front of the door at the end of the corridor, he paused for a moment, took a deep breath, and stretched out his hand to open the door.
Inside the door, it suddenly became clear.
A circular meeting room, like the Inquisition Court in ancient Rome. About fifty high-level members of the Twilight Church sat on both sides of the meeting room. Judging from the packed venue, it was obvious that this meeting had already started for a long time. When the door opened, everyone's eyes were on Lu Minghui.
"You're late, Mr. Bishop." The old man sitting at the top looked at his watch softly and said to him.
"There was a small situation on the road." Lu Minghui walked to the center of the circular venue, and slightly luggage to the old man.
There are many bishops in the Grave Keeper sect, but there are only a few people with real power. The old man sitting at the head of the meeting room was one of them. As the archbishop of the Gravekeeper Sect, he was in charge of all powers including finances and the army.
The old man nodded, not intending to investigate the reason for his lateness, his dry lips slowly opened.
"Let's start reporting."
Lu Minghui nodded slightly and began reporting.
"NAC did not hostile to us, who had long distanced itself from them, because of its hostile relationship with the orthodox sect led by Bo Yu. The covenant was reached quite smoothly, and Jiang Chen himself liked the gift we offered. If the Holy Shield system is restored , he promised to provide us with a habitat in Wanghai City."
The conference room whispered, and the people sitting at the conference table were slightly relieved. The old man sitting at the top also nodded approvingly. He was obviously quite satisfied with the good news brought back by the bishop.
Seeing that it was almost time, Lu Minghui adjusted his tone, and then spoke.
"In return, they sent us a container of cocoa beans..."
The discussions in the conference room came to an abrupt end, and everyone's expressions froze, including the old man sitting at the head. Not out of embarrassment or anger, but out of shock and not knowing what to do.
container?
How big is the container?
A container of cocoa beans? Instead of mutant fruit? Or the valley of shells?
Lu Minghui was not surprised by the expressions on everyone. He had already experienced this feeling when he was in Wanghai City, and he hadn't recovered from the shock until the container was loaded onto the freighter.
Looking around at the high-level people present in the conference room, Lu Minghui looked at the old man sitting at the top, and said solemnly.
"The strength of NAC is far beyond our imagination, and we must re-examine our relationship with them."
Rubbing his skinny index finger on the armrest, the old man fell silent. Compared with the high-level people present here, he thinks more about the deep meaning behind these gifts and the terrifying strength displayed by NAC.
There is no goodwill or magic in the wasteland, and what keeps the other calm is sheer strength.
After a long time, the chapped lips slowly opened.
"you're right."
Lu Minghui heaved a sigh of relief and bowed slightly.
"Smart decision." (To be continued.)
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